“Where were you?” a loud voice sounded in the luxurious room when the blonde-haired woman entered, the clicking of her heels could be heard. She flinched at the loud voice.

“I said where were you and why the heck are you so late!?” he roared.

“I’m sorry Mr. Byun. I apologise, Mr. Chanyeol called me. He said it was urgent. It won't happen again sir.” the secretary bowed. He stood up from his seat and walked towards Taeyeon.

“Are you Chanyeol’s secretary or mine!?” Baekhyun shouted and Taeyeon balked. When she didn't reply, “I asked you something!” he yelled once more, as he took a step closer to her. Instinctively, Taeyeon stepped back. Baekhyun lowered his perfect brows and clenched his jaw. Taeyeon hunched her shoulders and tried to understand why her boss was acting this way. “Yours, sir” she gulped because she could barely speak. Baekhyun’s anger was getting worse as time passed by.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you,” he grinned slyly as he took a few more steps near his secretary, Taeyeon until her back hit the wall and there was no space for her to move.

“I’m yours- I’m your secretary sir,” she stammered.

“Good,” said Baekhyun's hoarse voice, as he lessened the distance between them, leaving a few mere inches between them.

Reaching out his hand, Baekhyun caressed her cheek in a gentle manner. Taeyeon creased her brows, not fully understanding her boss’ motives.

“Keep that in mind, you're mine and only mine,” he cooed as his hand found a lock of Taeyeon’s platinum blond hair. Tugging it behind her ear, “You work for me. Not him.” he winked before leaving Taeyeon there, and towards his desk.

“What’s my schedule for today?” he said as he sat down on his big and tall leather chair.

“Omo!” yelped Taeyeon when she felt the drops of water falling on her from the sky.

‘Rain?…Did it have to be today?’

She kicked the tire of her car in frustration. Her car had broken down in the middle of the road and that was a big issue for her. The rain was becoming heavier by the moment. It didn’t help that Taeyeon had no umbrella and she wore a white button-down shirt to work today. There were no cars in sight. It was already very dark. The clouds hung low in the sky, raining upon her. She glanced at her wrist watch. It was almost eleven.

She sighed.

She pulled out her phone from her purse but was disappointed to see that there were no signals. Taeyeon had a crappy day at work because of her cranky, bi-polar boss and this whole new situation wasn’t exactly working out for her. Taeyeon rubbed her eyes and the nape of her neck. She was about to pull her hair in frustration when a black SUV stopped in front of her. The window to the driver’s seat rolled down to reveal a familiar figure.

“Mr. Chanyeol!” she shrieked.

“Oh, What’re you doing here mis